Why You do This to Me
Domestic violence (physical)
I stay up really late
I got tears on my face
I don’t know what to say
You take my life from me
Now I can barely breathe
I just want to be free
I have all the bruises from what you did
And all of the secrets that you hid
Baby tell me
Why you hurt me
Do I tell you things that your don’t like
Baby tell me
Why you hurt me
You hit me so you can make it right
No no no
I can’t take it no more
No no no no
Why you do this to me for
When I lye next to you
I’m scared of you
What have my life come to
I try to leave
But you catch me
I’m so naive
I have all the bruises from what you did
And all of the secrets that you hid
Baby tell me
Why you hurt me
Do I tell you things that your don’t like
Baby tell me
Why you hurt me
You hit me so you can make it right
No no no
I can’t take it no more
No no no no
Why you do this to me for
About the Creator
Faith Rutledge
I am young writer, who love to write songs and screenplay, so I hope you readers will enjoy
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